Monday, December 16, 2013

Today was my surgery dayI was nervous of what they might findand actually glad i had good reasonto cut me up.it could've gone a few ways - but ive been blessed with the better wayit's behind me nowand my black scarred up gallbladder outbest part was...my daughter was the best mom to meshe's home!and i'm gonna be just fine :)

Every year for years now we have wandered off into the wilderness with ourlittle bright orange tree tags we buy from the forestry dept in search of the tree.its a tradition that i adorethis year, because of all the balls in the air, we had to go BUY one in a tree lot.I don't like perfect trees.I like the ones with pinecones still attached, maybe a birds nest and dried bits of seasonaldebris.I like the ones that stand 12' high and you can see the trunk.I like the ones that look like the Charlie Brown Tree.give them some love and voila...

You know when you have too many balls in the airand you can't believe it's day, then another and another?That's how i've been lately.getting ready, tons of deadlines, not enough hours in the day to do the to-do's.My dad once called me the Master Juggler - and i like that image.somehow i made it throught this weektoo bad i didn't do it in such snappy style as this guy!

Advent December 10, The Master JugglerBlessing: let the balls fall where they may

to take off....ADVENT 9- present will come when i am rested up. I suppose my computer is telling me to rest...i just had my gallbladder taken out and am recovering. as much as i wanted to upload my garland sketches and keep up with my advent...it is out of my hands. off to nap, again!

Wednesday, December 11, 2013

I haven't seen him yet this year.In fact, I'm not sure IF i'll see him at all.Every year when the fall rain gives way to sleet and snowI am notified of this changeby a lone bright blue birdvisible from my bedout in the big bare boxwood elder outside my window.The bird always lets me know...It's gonna snow nowfor a long long time.His absence is ovbious and yet the snow has surely fallenWhere is he?Then I remembered, the blue feathers scattered across the yard in the late fall.a wingsome pale gray downIt will be a miraculous treatto see you againi wait with anticipation.

I have seen this magnificent scene beforea lone deer crossing the riverand always feltit was just for meA shaman told me once it is a powerful omena good good blessing.The other day, as I was driving home from the grocery next town overI was blessed againTo see that same river, with the setting rays kissing the icey watera dreamy far away glowing mountain rangein the background with a gigantic buck and his familywalking towards mein the riveras if it were a road.I don't know what kind of medicine that isbut it's the kind I like

Advent December 7th The BuckBlessing: See the spirit in everything. God is talking.

Advent December 8 :Wild Winter Berries

I love this time of year when all goes white, illuminating pops of holiday red berriestwisted around spent limbs of summer's bloomrevealing their secret lifenow exposed and beggingfor pickingMy all time favorite foraging ritual includesgathering these branchesremember this one?how i miss the Christmas Lamb dog!

Thursday, December 5, 2013

We had an epic winter storm all day yesterday. A good 2 feet , unplowed roads -
delayed fed ex deliveries (yikes craft fair tomorrow! where are my new biz cards??)
It was nice to go in and stay inside. School will be delayed tomorrow and we can all sleep in a wee bit.

Woke up to a Blue Bird morning...Colorado has some of the world's bluest clear skies.
The storm left its mark covering every last inch of bare ground. Branches, bushes, cows and birds were dusted with
magnificent sparkles. Their bodies still, as if actually frozen we laughed at how the cows looked like statues.

And then i saw some strange black shapes in the frosted limbs of cottonwoods by the river. I thought they might be
someone's black hat tossed up in the tree or perhaps a dead crow.
As I got closer I realized it was them...
the Crows
having another Crow Party.

"move over...i'm about to fall off this branch"

"i just want to keep warm ....c'mon!...."

"please sun...do your thing...."

"Ok...guys...the sun's up now - get your own branch!"

"Alright everybody, i'm calling to order this meeting..."

You see, ever since my Rosie was a wee one, whever we saw the crows gather anywhere, on telephone wires, on fenceposts, hay fields, road kill...we'd say " Oh look! They're having a Crow Party! "
We imagined how they talked and what in the world they were scheming at.
All our crow voices are men, from the Al Capone gangster genre.
Today they were all bunched up in a solid white glistening tree...
not too comfortable with snuggling eachother
but desperate to be warm.

Advent December 5th Crow Party
blessing/wisdom: together we can do this thing and have a party doing it.

Wednesday, December 4, 2013

Snowit's fallingfinallyschool closed earlycars in the ditchesi myself did a donut on the hwybut its beautifulso beautifuljust go home it saysgo home and be warmand let me do my jobblanketing the valley and mountaintopswith the first layer of winter

Advent December 4 SnowBlessing: let the environment tell you what you're doing with your time today

Tuesday, December 3, 2013

The mysterious beautiful Owl...i hear them at night and sometimes get a glimpse. They whoo whoo from the dark air announcing their flight into the afterworld, waiting, gliding and occasionally visiting us here on earth.

Monday, December 2, 2013

It hasn't snowed a ton around here yet - alot of icey crystal mists covering the spent hay and corn stalks.
The big game comes down to find the last bits of ground feed this time of year, families of deer & elk share
the fields with cattle around my house. It is always exciting to spot the Father in the herd. There can be more than one
but the grandest one stands out in a mythic way.
I saw one yesterday.
proud and providing
centering his clan.

December 2 The Father
Blessing/wisdom : have respect for the one who shoulders it all
xx

Sunday, December 1, 2013

Welcome to my Advent as I seen through the eyes of an artist living
on a ranch at the base of a mountain
the creatures i see are real
and a big part of my world
i like to think they are guides
and appear especially for me
perhaps by showcasing them
i will better get to know
their blessings.

Thursday, November 21, 2013

IT's here again, Christmas. WHAT? seriously, i don't know where the time has gone - it's speeding up, or i am blacking out or perhaps some universal mystery is playing tricks on me. I love to make things and have lots and lots of ideas....i think i can pull off each and every one of them in extremely unrealistic time frames.
I go for it....and whatever gets made is what makes it to fair.
lots of exciting things are happening in my life - so busy , as you've all gathered, that i don't even post anymore! i've been off the farm more than ever - not here, at my desk, in the kitchen, wandering the countryside. i miss that but times a flyin' so i've got to strike while the iron is hot! Art shows in other towns, products created at other's studios...oh, and then those kids! ;) sports, sports, sports, homework, field trips, volunteering, meetings...yikes!
anyhoo, I miss communicating with you gals, across the ethers, my fine feathered kindred spirits.
come back, come back! xoxo

Wednesday, September 25, 2013

I have wanted to showcase this wonderful person for a while now but seeing that my spotty blogging has left my readers wandering for greener pastures, I hesitated.I am so moved by her animals, crazy for her art and inspired by her online presence! OH! how i wish I could be as organized! She feels like a kindred spirit to me. You know...i've always wanted a goat and a donkey to love ;) But I am inspired this very moment so here it goes....

Color Crew my public art crew - sponsored by Ralph Lauren

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this was so amazing. i pulled over, got out of the car with my 3 kids and stood practically underneath it. filled with happy sillies, all 3 kids started running and dancing down the old dirt road. there was a fresh breeze and i felt like Dorothy,surely it'll go down in history as "one of those memories" that makes childhood experiences life changing and profound.